Allow me to introduce myself: my name is Rosaleen O’Connor. There I was, living an ordinary midlife, quite a good one as far as I knew. Until my husband pulled the rug out from under me, trading me in for a younger model and informing me that our beloved house in London’s Notting Hill was being repossessed. So, with limited choices at my disposal, I landed in the home of my ancestors on the wild Atlantic West coast of Ireland. I soon found out that all was not as it appeared to be and that I was not who I believed myself to be. Could I do it? As a mother of one grown up daughter and ...

After finding my soon-to-be ex-husband together with my soon-to-be ex-assistant, I realize his "for better or for worse" didn't include my 40s. An extended vacation on a remote Italian island sounds like the perfect antidote to a midlife crisis - until I arrive. I'm expecting Chianti and pasta. What I get is a run-down bed-and-breakfast with the oldest Nonna in existence. There's something about this island. Something odd. Like how everyone keeps calling me Mamma or how I'm the first tourist in decades.

Middle-aged and starting over is the last thing I ever wanted on my bucket list. But since my husband announced he was gay and my daughter left for college, I don’t really have a choice. If I’m going to get my "Happily Ever After" I have to start making new choices, starting with picking guys who like women rather than women’s makeup would be a good start. Next! I’m way past the point of caring what other people think. I’m 49, about to turn 50 and I’m pretty sure I’m entering the prime years of my life. It’s time to make my mark and do things the way I want to do them. Like ...

The second book in Heloise Hull’s Adept At Fifty series. For all those who like their rosé chilled and their demons hot! I never expected to find my prim and proper mother harboring a secret life, but then again, I never thought I'd quit my job at age fifty and move into my cousin's occult shop in Southern France. C'est la vie. We sell tarot cards and trinkets to tourists, but there’s real magic thrumming through these walls, magic I’m finally learning to trust again. For the first time in years, I feel like myself. Yet my new powers are good at attracting new problems. My dead ...

If there was one thing Torie Bliss knew, it was that her marriage and life of luxury were going to last for ever. Until they didn't. Torie finds herself doing the one thing she never imagined a woman over the age of forty would ever have to do: moving in with her mother. But that is exactly what she has to do as she picks up what's left of her life and dignity, and moves to Singing Falls. Little does Torie realize that not only had her mother settled into a town of supernaturals, but she herself was a witch, and it was Torie's destiny to take up the magical calling.